*Ashley*
The soft light of dawn filters through the curtains, gently nudging me awake. I blink a few times, the remnants of last night’s fears still swirling in my mind. I look down at Alexander, who is still nestled against me, his small face peaceful in sleep. I can’t help but smile at how serene he looks now, far from the terror that had gripped him just hours ago.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” I whisper, brushing my fingers through his hair. He stirs, yawning widely before finally opening his eyes. They’re still a bit glassy from sleep, but I see the spark of excitement flickering in them.
“Mom!” he chirps, his voice brightening the room. “Can we go see what Lucas is doing?”
“Sure,” I reply, trying to shake off the remnants of my own anxiety. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and s
